1. Perhaps after our journey, perhaps
She will return to me and tend to those she tended

2. Perhaps she will remember the debts that
In Nahla, when my tent pole leaned upon its pole

3. And the night I made her a refuge
And in the morning, oh happiness of her mouth

4. And the day she came, and in her hand a bottle
In it wine she had fermented and harvested

5. I enjoyed nights in the company of Layla
And my tents were pitched next to her tents

6. And I used to visit her while the night was dark
And quenched the Babylonians from her well

7. And after she left us and journeyed on
To every tribe among us she bid farewell

8. And settled in lands where I cannot see her
Neither the mother of sons nor the one I love

9. To God is my lament over a time
In which days have shown me their harshness

10. A time in which you see no rich man
Who suckles a baby except the one who bore her

11. And people used to herd one another
Even the wolf would spare the lambs

12. And before this there was Khensa of Sakhra
When she grew poor she would call Sakhra her brother

13. Giving her the choice of the best he owned
And asking her and disclosing her secrets